Naoki didn't know how to respond to the old vilge chief's words.

  After all, it wasn't really the vilgers' fault. The true reason for the King of Bountiful Harvests, Calyrex, being fotten y with the Gar royal family of a bygone era, who had obscured his legacy to glorify their own deeds.

  Rather than dwell on it, Naoki simply nodded in thanks and turoward the bookshelf filled with aomes.

  The books were old ahered, with yellowed pages and cracked covers, clearly showing the passage of time.

  "These books were passed down from my grandfather's grandfather," the old chief expined from behind him. "When I was a boy, I read them as stories. They may be old, but they've sted feions."

  Naoki nodded and pulled out one book, reading the title: " Tundra Exploration Diary."

  "Not this one," he muttered, setting it aside.

  After searg further, he finally spotted a book beled "The King of Bountiful Harvests."

  Naoki opehe first page, where the legend of Calyrex was recorded:

  "It is a Pokémon that brings abundao the nd. With a wave of its right hand, flowers bloom and the grass turns green. With a wave of its left hand, the soil bees fertile, and crops ripen for harvest."

  "Its enormous glows with a brilliant blue light as it rides across the nd on the back of its beloved steed."

  "The king's arrival breathes new life into the earth, bringing prosperity to humans and Pokémon alike. We revere it as our king, faith and gratitude iurn for the bounty it provides."

  Naoki raised an eyebrow in surprise. 'I thought Calyrex was born as the ruler of the Gar region...'

  But from what he was reading, it seemed the title of King of Bountiful Harvests had been given to Calyrex only after humans witnessed his power.

  "So, the 'King of Bountiful Harvests' wasn't his inal title. It's a name bestowed by a humans," Naoki muttered to himself as he tinued reading.

  The text went on:

  "The king has two beloved steeds. These majestic creatures not only served as his mounts but also enhanced his powers. When they are united with the kiire forests grow ht."

  "However, in aimes, the two horses were wild and caused havoc, eating crops and terrorizing vilgers. It was the king who calmed them and made them his loyal panions."

  "One horse is as white as a snowstorm; the other is as bck as the night. Some stories cim both exist, though no one knows for sure."

  Naoki smiled. These must be Gstrier and Spectrier, he thought.

  The part described the Reins of Unity iail:

  "The king tamed his steeds using the Reins of Unity, an artifafused with his own power. These reins were a gift from humans, woven with yers of Radiant Flowers and the manes of horse Pokémon. They were created to honor the king and the harvests he brought."

  "The reins served not only as a way to bond the king with his steeds but also as a symbol of the e between the king and his people."

  "To maintain this e, the reins were preseo the king each year as an ."

  Naoki houghtfully. 'Just as I remembered from the legends. Without the reins, there's no way to restore Calyrex's bond with the horses.'

  Naoki turo the vilge chief and asked, "By the way, do you know how to make the Reins of Unity?"

  The chief raised an eyebrow. "The reins, you say? Why, of course! My aors oried to replicate them, following the instrus in the old books—but that was long, long ago."

  The old man gave Naoki a curious look. "Why do you ask? Do you o make the reins?"

  Naoki nodded holy. "Yes, I do."

  The vilge chief rubbed his thoughtfully. "Well, I'll be ho with you. Most people have fotten how to make them these days. If it were the time of my great-grandfather, I'd surely find someoo help, but it's a lost art now."

  Naoki absorbed the information silently.

  The chief studied Naoki with growing curiosity. He heard Ryan say that he had rescued a tourist in distress from the snowy mountains, and the other party seemed to be looking for the King of Bountiful Harvests.

  The old vilge chief stared at Naoki in disbelief.

  This young man had ventured deep into the Tundra's snowy wilderness, nearly freezing to death in the mountains. A, he hadn't given up on his search for Calyrex, the King of Bountiful Harvests.

  The chief shook his head. "You're a strange one, aren't you? Do you really believe in the legend of the King of Bountiful Harvests? You think it actually exists?"

  Naoki nodded fidently. "Yes, I believe it. And who knows—perhaps the King of Bountiful Harvests is watg over yht now."

  The old ma out a helpless sigh. "It seems you've lost your mind."

  He gave Naoki a ed look. "Legends are just stories. If you insist on chasing after the King of Bountiful Harvests, that's your choice—but promise me you'll be careful! It would be a shame if you lost your life over a fairy tale."

  The old chief tihoughtfully, "It would also be bad for the vilge. If word spreads that a tourist died here, no one will visit, and the businesses—our homestays, shops, and cafes—will suffer."

  Naoki sighed to himself. 'I k.'

  But instead of dwelling on it, Naoki returo the book and tinued reading.

  The se focused again on Calyrex's two steeds, Gstrier and Spectrier.

  "The carrots in the Tundra grow differently depending ohey are pnted. In deep snow, they grow into Iceroot Carrots, cold and crisp. When pnted in graveyard soil, they bee Shaderoot Carrots, dark and mysterious."

  "The legendary steeds of the King of Bountiful Harvests are drawn to these carrots. Gstrier devours Iceroot Carrots, while Spectrier craves Shaderoot Carrots. It is said that each steed eat one hundred carrots in a siting—and they won't stop until they're full."

  Naoki blinked. "One huhey'll eat until they pop!"

  He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of the horses mung endlessly, but the information was useful. The carrots would be the key to attrag the two steeds.

  Naoki started pieg together a pn in his mind.

  First, he would need carrot seeds. Then, he could pnt them in the right locations—one in the snowy fields fstrier, and one in the cemetery soil for Spectrier.

  Ohe carrots grew, Naoki could ask Calyrex to use his powers to ripen them. With the carrots ready, all that was left was to wait for the legendary horses to appear.

  Having gathered the information he needed, Naoki thahe vilge chief a with Koraidon.

  But as they walked along the snow-covered paths, Naoki realized something. Where would he find carrot seeds?

  Naoki thought for a moment, then decided to head back to Ryan's house to ask about the carrots.

  When Ryan's wife answered the door, she looked puzzled to see him again. "Back so soon? Is something the matter?"

  Naoki smiled politely. "Yes, I wao ask you about the carrots. I heard that the ones grown in the Tundra are different from those in other pces. I was curious."

  "So that's how it is!" the old woman excimed with a warm smile. "If it's carrot seeds you're after, you buy them from the grocery store in the vilge. But as it happens, I have a bag of seeds left over. I didn't get a ce to pnt them, so you take these!"

  She stood up, reached into the cupboard, and pulled out a small bag of seeds, handing it to Naoki.

  "Thank you so much!" Naoki's eyes sparkled with excitement.

  The old woman chuckled. "These are just ordinary carrot seeds. You could find them in other cities too, but only here in the Tundra they grow into something special. Maybe it's because of the snow and soil here."

  With the carrot seeds in hand, Naoki quickly rode Koraidon baeet Calyrex. He eagerly told the Pokémon about his discovery.

  Calyrex's expression softened with nostalgia. "Indeed, whehey find their favorite crops, they e running. I had always struggled to keep them still. So, the secret was these carrots all along."

  Naoki nodded with determination. "Now we just o pnt these carrots. When they're ready, the two horses—Gstrier and Spectrier—will e to us!"

  Calyrex gazed fondly at Naoki, his little believer.

  Moved by Naoki's dedication, Calyrex's once-majestic voice grew softer. "If there is fertile soil, I help these crops grow quickly with my power. All I need is a single seed."

  The King of Bountiful Harvests closed his eyes, his psychiergy sweeping across the vast snowy pins. After a moment, his eyes opened, shimmering with fidenbsp;

  "There are two pces where the soil will nurture these carrots," Calyrex expined. "One lies in a field covered by pure snow, and the other rests beside a tombstohat soothes the spirits of the departed. I will apany you there."

  Naoki beamed. "Of course!"

  However, he paused, realizing something. "There's just ohing I o do first—please wait here for me a moment."

  Calyrex's eyes glimmered with curiosity but gave a small nod, watg as Naoki rode Koraidon back toward the vilge.

  Ten mier, Naoki returned, carrying an old hoe borrowed from Ryan's house. He grinned with excitement, holding the tool up. "Let's go!"

  From what Naoki remembered of the Tundra's legends, the two locations Calyrex mentioned must be the Snowy Field and the Old Cemetery. In the game, these were the pces where the special carrots were pstrier and Spectrier.

  But sinaoki was unfamiliar with the area, he would need Calyrex's help to lead him to the right pces.

  Calyrex gave a graceful nod. Thanks to Naoki's assistance, he had already begun regaining some of his lost strength. He floated upward, his body radiating a soothing blue aura.

  In the blink of an eye, Naoki felt the world shift around him as Calyrex enveloped him and Koraidon in a blue glow. The hing he khe snowy vilge was gone, and they stood in a serene valley surrounded by t snoed mountains.

  In the peaceful valley, surrounded by snoed mountains, several fields had been cultivated by someone long ago, their purpose now fotten.

  Calyrex stood at the edge of one such field. He gazed down at the frozen soil, his voice soft as he spoke:

  "This field is suitable frowing Iceroot Carrots. Although my memories are hazy, I remember that my ice-type steed favored these carrots."

  Naoki, holding a hoe over his shoulder, gave a fident smile. "Leave it to me!" he said enthusiastically.

  After all, as a self-procimed farming expert, there was er person for the job!

  Seeing the determination in his young believer's eyes, Calyrex gave a small, warm smile. "Then, I'll leave the pnting to you."

  The soil, frozen under yers of snow, was tough and difficult to till. However, Naoki's experience gave him the upper hand. He kly how to hahese ditions. It wasn't going to be easy, but with a little patie would get done.

  Meanwhile, Koraidon and Calyrex stood by, watg Naoki work diligently in the field.

  As Naoki swung the hoe, he asked curiously, "Do you remember anything from before—about what happened in the past?"

  Calyrex furrowed his brow slightly, searg through his scattered memories. "The past?" he murmured.

  He closed his eyes, trating, but then shook his head gently. "I've slept here for so long that my memories have bee blurred. I lost muy power... and with it, muy past."

  Naoki paused, his heart sinking. "Is it because the people of Gar fot about you?"

  Calyrex's expression remaihoughtful. "I... I don't know," he admitted softly. "I only remember that something terrible happened—something that drained me of my strength. After that, I fell into a deep sleep."

  Naoki furrowed his brow. This was new information—something that hadn't beeioned in the game's plot.

  Naoki's mind raced. In the Tundra DLC, Calyrex's memory was alsmented. However, there was a subtle difference. In the game, Calyrex only recalled having one beloved horse, not two.

  Something didn't add up.

  "How many horses do you remember having?" Naoki asked cautiously, hoping for a clearer answer.

  Calyrex tilted his head, puzzled by the question. "Two," he replied without hesitation, his eyes refleg his regained crity.

  Naoki blinked in surprise. This wasn't how things were supposed to go, acc to the game's events.

  Seeing Naoki's fusion, Calyrex reflected for a moment. "It is thanks to the faith yht me that I now remember," he said softly. "At first, I only recalled oeed, but your devotion has helped me recover lost memories."

  Naoki houghtfully.

  Oroubliail lingered in Naoki's mind—Calyrex had mentiohat something terrible happened in the past, draining his energy and causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

  'Could that terrible event have been the awakening of Eternatus?'

  With the soil now tilled and the carrot seeds pnted, Naoki carefully covered them with earth. As he worked, he asked:

  "Do you kernatus?"

  "Eternatus…" Calyrex repeated slowly, a flicker of fusion in his eyes.

  Naoki pressed further. "What about Za and Zamazenta?"

  Calyrex shook his head, his expression still bnk.

  Naoki gave a small nod, thinking aloud. "I see…"

  He tried to piece together the events from the Sword and Shield storyline. If Za and Zamazenta were like fantasy heroes aernatus was the demon king, where did Calyrex fit into this story?

  Naoki mused, 'If Calyrex was the king, could he have ed Za and Zamazenta as heroes, sending them off to defeat Eternatus?'

  It made sense—a cssic tale, like something fro. Perhaps Calyrex, foreseeing the ing of Eternatus, had used his powers to relocate the Pokémon of the forest.

  Naoki remembered a passage from Calyrex's Pokédex entry:

  "It is said that Calyrex moved aire forest, along with all its creatures, in a single night. With his ability to see both the past and the future, he saved the forest's inhabitants from the threat of fallieorites."

  Wishing Stars, fallieors, Eternatus desding from spabsp;

  The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to fit together in Naoki's mind. He realized that Calyrex must have used his power to save the forest's creatures before the catastrophe struck, sacrifig much of his strength in the process.

  When Calyrex fell into slumber, Za and Zamazenta repelled the Darkest Day a into hiding. The Gar royal family then took credit for their deeds, erasing Calyrex's tributions from history.

  Lost in thought, Naoki g Calyrex. The king's majestic blue eyes reflected both fusion and sadness as if trying to remember what had been lost to time.

  Naoki gave him a reassuring smile. "Calyrex, does your promise still stand?"

  The King of Bountiful Harvests raised his head proudly, his voice calm but resolute: "Yes. I will never break my word."

  Naoki's heart swelled with appreciation. He had already decided what he wanted.

  He looked at Calyrex with a hopeful smile. "Alright, I know what I'll ask for."

  Calyrex tilted his head slightly. "Tell me, little believer. What is your request?"

  Taking a deep breath, Naoki spoke clearly and sincerely: "Once I help you find your beloved horses, will you e with me to the Paldea region and live with me on my ranch?"